Bass! How low can you go? Death row what a brother Once again, is the incredible Rhyme
The D. Public Enemy number one Five-O "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't I tell 'em that I really never had a But it's the wax that the X spun
Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my records they 'Cause a like me said "Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to to he can say to you, what you ought to do"
Follow for now, to the people say "Make a miracle D, the lyrical" Black is back, all in, gonna win it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Never than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a Soul on a roll, but you it like soap on a rope the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm inside music That the are blasting me for They'll never for the brothers and sisters Now across the has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, on now They're have to wait till we get it right Radio I question their blackness call themselves black, but we'll see if they play this
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Get in front of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya He can cut a record from side to So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a
Soul control, beat is the father of rock n' roll Music for whatcha, for whichin', you a band, man a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know You 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha do? Rap is not afraid of you is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono Run DMC first said a could be a band Stand on feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock forever, universal, it will sell Time for me to exit, X-it
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
From coast to coast, so you stop like a comatose 'Stand, my man? The beat's the same a boast dose Rock with some pizzazz, it will why you ask? Roll the rock stars, still never get accepted as
We got to pleed the fifth, we can need to wait, get the record straight Hey, posse's in effect, got the Terminator X to sign checks, play to get
We got to it out down on the avenue A magazine or two is dissing me and you Yeah, I'm you